being like my mom
Tuesday, May 13, 2008Last week my mom commented to me about how she didn't think I should worry about if I'll be a good mom. My mom's childhood wasn't a good one and yet she turned out to be an amazing mother. She stopped what could have been a continuing pattern in her family. She said, "Even though I didn't have a very good mom, I never once worried that I wouldn't be a great mom to you and Tony". I told her that it makes perfect sense that I would worry. I have a lot to live up to. Labels: family matters
For as long as I can remember I've wanted to me a mommy. I'm pretty sure it's because as long as I can remember I've wanted to be like my mom. Who wouldn't want to be a geniunely nice person, someone who's kind to strangers, someone who is sensitive and feels others problems, a person that would go out of their way for others, a peacemaker, an awesome cookie maker, a giggler, a Guitar Hero playing Little Momma? I know that I would. Happy Mother's Day, Mom. (A couple days late...) Thanks for being you.


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